This afternoon, when I was at the express checkout of New World, and it was at the end of my
transaction. I was exchanging usual pleasantries with the checkout girl while putting my credit card back into my wallet, the next customer in the queue was right hard up against me emptying her basket
of groceries on to the small counter. I did want to say this line to her.
"Get out of my space, it'll be
yours in a matter of seconds, lady."